ayrdaomei: ([Books] AiW  - A Girl+A Turtle+A Gryphon)
( Apr. 30th, 2009 05:54 pm)
~ Tea drinkers on my f-list, aidez moi! Anyone have a tried and true technique for removing tea stains from the inside of white mugs? Ours have gotten kinda grimy-looking :(

~ If you'd like a dreamwidth invite code from me (tonight, or, more likely, tomorrow morning) and you don't have a username@livejournal.com address, please let me know the email addy you'd like me to use on the invite.

~ Poetry Month's almost done, and I've hardly posted a thing. That's embarrassing. Here's a poem I've only discovered in the last couple of months; it already ranks among my favorites.

give back your heart to itself )
ayrdaomei: ([BW] you and me and all of the people)
( Apr. 14th, 2009 09:21 pm)
Because
you rubbed
my shoulder
last night
a poem
traveled down
my arm.
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ayrdaomei: ([Office] Dawn - watching and wondering)
( Nov. 1st, 2006 06:00 am)
Listening to Brian Williams on Imus1 just now and he was recounting how nervous he was to do SNL. He said it's different doing the news, because when he does the news, he's only in front of two camera men and a producer.2 But on SNL, there's a live audience and there are "all these people, right there in your grill."

So...yeah. I'm thinking it's about time - quite past time, really - to retire the phrase "in your/my grill" from the vernacular.

What are people reading for fun? ([Bad username or site: thewriteratwork / @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: belle1446 / @ livejournal.com] and [Bad username or site: cookie2697 / @ livejournal.com] talk about what they're reading quite frequently, which is cool. Though I'm always like "oh, I have to remember to check that out!" And then I, you know, don't.) I picked up a collection of short stories last week, The Imaginary Lives of Mechanical Men,3 because the title spoke to my overly emo soul. But I got about 3 pages in before I set it aside to 'get to later' and it's already time to return it. Whoops! I pretend I want to read different authors and expand my horizons, but really, just hand me the latest Dean Koontz and I'm a happy camper.

eta: Oh! Also, remember a couple months ago, or several months ago, I forget, but remember that grad student finding a previously unpublished poem by Frost written on the inside cover of some book or another? How lucky was that, right? Only, it's kinda happened again - Student Finds Unpublished Plath Poem. How cool. I am clearly, CLEARLY, doing the wrong kind of graduate work ^_~

1. It's the time of the year where I stop watching the ESPNetworks and stop listening to sports radio, and suddenly I have all these hours in my day where I have no plan for what white noise I'll have on in the background. So I was scanning the radio.
2. I swear he said one of the cameramen was named Barry and "my producer, Zito..." and I think, perhaps, it's gonna be a long offseason.
3. As it turns out, it's not a story of the life and times of the St. Louis Cardinals.

† Okay, I'm not crazy. I just googled it, and according to the Emmy people, one of the producers on the Nightly News with Brian Williams is named John Zito. I'll have to check the credits of the show tonight and see if there's a cameraman named Barry ^_~
I figured for the last one of these, some spoken word:

Poetri - Money (video)

Taylor Mali - What Teachers Make (video - I actually wanted to put up Like Lilly Like Wilson, but I don't have it! Lame. This is a good one, too, though.)

Shane Koyczan - Help Wanted (video - this won him the National Poetry Slam Individual Finals, held in Providence WHOO, in 2000)

Scott Woods - I, Nightmare (audio)

Ishle Yi Park - Psalm 10:17 (audio)

Ishle Yi Park - Apa and Kunemo (audio - two separate poems, but she's right, they complement each other, so they're together here. And Ishle babbling on about the Def Poetry Jam tour is here just because I find her nervous rambling completely endearing)

Ishle Yi Park - Marine Rules (audio)

Delrica Andrews - A Love Poem (audio - and okay, stalking is not funny...except when it kinda is. This was done for MotherTongue's Anti-Valentine's Day Slam.)

I've been feeling like hearing First Writing Since, lately - because of United 93 I'm sure. But I don't have it here. Woe.
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one Frost )

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and just my favorite verse of Eliot because he gets carried away )
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one Dorothy Parker )
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one Wordsworth )

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and untitled musing from a writing workshop )
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one Hafiz )

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one ee cummings )
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one Rainer Maria Rilke )

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one Wislawa Szymborska )
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+ Man, the Cubans were annoying the everloving shit out of me. I just wanted them to PLAY THE DAMN GAME. Except the Cuban translator. I love the Cuban translator. She could be translating the obits for all the life she shows out there on the field. It's completely hilarious. The announcers spent 5 minutes at one point musing over the haircut El Commandante's son apparently went out and got. Which might lead you to believe it was a boring game, but it was actually really, very awesome. I was half-heartedly rooting for Puerto Rico, so of course they stranded runners left and right. Made it interesting every inning, though. And the guys were so. into. it. It gets me where I live that they're so into games...in March. I mean, Pudge does nothing for me, but the way he slammed his helmet into the ground after he being called out at home trying to tie the game? I approve of that kind of desire to deliver. Try not to be a complete fucking asshole this year, Pudge.

Slept through Korea/Japan. U.S. has a chance to advance now, as Korea remains undefeated. Meh. On the other hand, it's kind of funny to me, since Ichiro was all "Japanese baseball >>>>>> all other Asian baseball." Whoops, guess not.

+ I love that LJ finally really truly gets that all the people want? more userpics. Extra storage space? Who needs that shit. A photo scrapbook? I have photobucket and imageshack for that, thanks. Yet another increase in userpics, just months after the last bump? By George. I do think they've got it. Which really just means I now have more slots for icons I like having in my rotation, even though I rarely ever use them. Which is fine by me.

So, seriously. Ability to edit comments. There's got to be a way. As Mariah once sang.

+ It has been far too long, methinks, since I have seen the poetry meme floating around. I do so love the poetry meme. If you see this, please post a poem you like, either in comments here, or in your own lj.

I seem to have this thing for Eastern European poets )

And/Or: a quote that makes you go hmmmmmmm. I resemble that remark!

For my part, I stumbled across this line from Kafka the other day:

What have I in common with Jews? I have hardly anything in common with myself and should stand very quietly in a corner, content that I can breathe.
– from a letter of January 8, 1914

Tell me about it. Though I would have to substitute ooooh, Americans, Blacks, Arabs, Muslims, Women... ^_~

+ Alright, off to Richmond. Going in early so I can get back for the Housing Lottery. Cross your fingers for me that there isn't some kind of crazy accident on 64 this afernoon.
ayrdaomei: (Snape gives good wtf (delectableoomph))
( Oct. 16th, 2004 10:09 pm)
Bonus poetry. Because I can. This is the first half of Edgar Allen Poe's Alone, a poem I first heard on Seaquest. Yeah, that's right. Between that show and all the Shakespeare tossed around on TNG, I didn't even need to take high school English. And I'm only giving you the first half, because that's the part I really like. Oh, and because I can.

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.



::peeks through fingers at score of Sox/Yankees game::

Dear Boston Red Sox,

I am going to beat you to within an inch of your miserable, godforsaken lives. And then I'm going to carve your hearts out with a rusted spoon. WTFF.

Sincerely,
The girl with no finger nails and a dent in her desk from where she's been repeatedly banging her head



Good thing I bought a truckload of double fudge brownie ice cream the other day.

To paraphrase Uncle Willie, these are the October evenings that the pages of history teach us are best spent downloading porn.
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